This story is my first attempt at this genre. I hope that you enjoy, and I welcome constructive feedback.
-The Author
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My wife and I have been married about 10 years. I love her very much. So, this story says a lot more about me than her. -Scott
My wife Joan, is 5ft 3inches, size 12, brown hair and big breasts and a large ass. Just something wonderful for those of us who love and appreciate voluptuous women. She has a beautiful face and smile, and enhances her beauty. She comes to life when she smiles or is in the throes of passion, or raging orgasm. She is classically beautiful, like Marylin Monroe, and pulls off the style to the T. I have a thing for that style as it says, "I'm a lady by day, but a fox in the sack at night."
Joan is a teacher at the school. She grew up very blue collar middle class. Her family is full of veterans, and hard working factory workers. Her mom is a 45 year nurse in her hometown. Things were very calculated for her in her life, and she has taken very large steps to follow what has been our life. We're successful, and she left her hometown, but there is an breath of familiarity with our life for her.
We have regular sex as a married couple in our early 30's. Because we've grown up together through the more formidable years, things have changed and morphed, as is the normal cycle of things. Some changes are for sure for the better as we've grown. We have a routine that works, and after a good roll in the sack we're able to kiss goodnight and sleep soundly.
There are constants through that, which bother me from her past experiences that have not changed. For example, Joan will suck my dick, but never finish me that way. She then guilts me that I know she hasn't done that since her last boyfriend over 12 years ago. She also does not enjoy anal sex, but she does enjoy anal stimulation from toys, tongues and fingers. This is very confusing and teasing, because Anal Sex revvs my engine something fierce. The taboo of it makes it that much more tempting to me, and all the more sweet. Further, she has not made me cum without me providing the majority of the work in 5 years.
Now, our sex is good, but I find that she is becoming more and more stingy with our activities. I find myself going down on her, licking, fingering, toying her until she has the most explosive orgasms, then climb on top of her to get mine. By then, the magic is lost, because it is a race to get mine. I've had to get a bit more confrontational and demanding for pleasures of my own, which, again, takes something from the fun.
Joan went through a very conservative phase with our sex life and had major issues with branching out of conventional methods. I recall 2 years of missionary sex alone, where she would not allow me to provide foreplay to her. That was tough. I found myself jerking-off sometimes twice a day during that spell, just to get it out of my system.
We do make things work and I've remained hopeful that this will change like the relationship has by nature.
My wife doesn't have a lot of good friends whom are women. The friend she does have she met because our kids attend the same school. Her name is Kate, and our sons are friends. Kate is a doctor, and her husband is a cop, they have one child named George, who was a miracle baby born at 24 weeks (he is also treated as such). Her husband,Quinn, is successful in his job, but one can tell this is him coming into his own. He isn't much younger than Joan and I, and is a tall and skinny man.
Quinn and Kate getting pregnant was a miracle, and she gave birth via c-section as I mentioned earlier, at 24 months. She then had her tubes tied because she carried a rare condition where her pregnancies would all be high risk. Her son was born in her hospital, and spent 3 months in the NICU. He came out strong and healthy but that stress solidified Quinn and Kate being finished having children naturally.
Quinn and Kate's marriage is an interesting one. Kate is a real extrovert, and very open about her sexual prowess. She is also very involved in her work and takes extra opportunities to travel with her work and teach medicine. Being an Emergency Department doctor, it is her work passion to share her experiences and teach other doctors her craft. Kate's personality is magnetic. People are drawn to her and her energy. She is fun and exciting, and the aura she gives off is addicting.
Quinn, on the other hand, is extremely introverted, reserved and quiet. He came from money, and chose to fight the grain and make a successful blue collar living, working to lead detective of his precinct. Quinn also spoils his son, the miracle, and as such his marriage has taken a bit of a hit because his wife requires more attention. Their relationship is one where a person can't help but wonder how or what attracted one to the other, but they've been married 12 years.
Our paths crossed when our oldest boys began school together. The both boys had a mutual interest in Lego construction. The boys first get together started off with a formal Email from Joan to Kate, and when they met they addressed each other by prefix and last name, but after the two boys ran off to play together, the two hit it off strong. Both had experience working with disadvantaged and behaviorally challenged kids, and after trading war stories, decided the families must have dinner together. This is where I met Kate.
Before I get into dinner, let me describe Kate. She's probably 5ft 5 inches, size 10, nice plump ass with athletic legs. She doesn't have a large chest, but what is there with her C cup breasts is absolutely fabulous. She is graying early in the hair, but she wears it dignified, and it works. As you can tell, I have a thing for voluptuous, middle aged women. Kate has an infectious smile and laugh, and she is cutely inappropriate. Her favorite word is the word "fuck". This drives me wild now.
She is also a very informal, make yourself comfortable kind of person. This makes talking and friendship very easy with Kate, which is very important and refreshing. While all this is going on, there is a hint of sadness and hunger that comes off with her. It is hidden, but once a person senses it, it is profound. Early off, I sensed that. With her infectious and magnetic personality, being able to break this out of Kate is breaking down the walls that protect her from sadness or disappointment. With the level of success that Kate has achieved and will achieve in the future, this is a very intimate feeling.
Back to dinner. I hesitantly agreed to do the family dinner with Kate and Quinn due to previous disaster dinners with other couple friends. Friendships by convenience, especially ones centered around children have never really been successful for us. Joan and I have always been in a different place than our peers because we were always a little bit older than the folks who we shared the same generation with. I had a career in the Navy that spring boarded me and other opportunities, and my wife grew up around an older generation of folks that influenced her youth. Usually we are just in a different place than most of our peers, and while all were kind and welcoming, there was no "glue" to keep those pieces together.
When we got to the restaurant, we walked in and my wife skipped the hostesses, knowing her friend was already there. The boys excitedly ran to meet each other when we spotted them and Joan and Kate smiled really big and walked up to meet each other with a friendly hug. This introduction was refreshing and inviting to me, and way out of the obligatory impersonal first meet handshake.
"Kate, this is my husband Scott," she said, waving her hand at me as if showing me off. Kate looked my way, and this excited hunger caught me way off guard. I wasn't sure how to take this. Kate immediately hugged me as if I were an old friend, rubbing her breasts on my chest. I felt her nipples through her thin bra, and became almost immediately hard.
"So you're the husband?! Nice to meet you Scott, this is Quinn." she kept her arm around my shoulders as we shook hands. I felt warm, excited, but a bit too friendly and a bit uncomfortable. This nice looking woman was very inviting, almost as if we'd known each other from many years together.
"Hi Quinn. I'm Scott. Nice to meet you I've heard a lot about you through my wife." I said kindly. Quinn's handshake with strangely week for a person who was a police officer. I could tell that he was uncomfortable in a social situation. He smiled and was very nice, but a bit withdrawn. He provided the obligatory male nod, and sat back down at the table.
"I've heard a lot about you too. It's nice to finally meet. Kate has been really excited about getting the families together." He said, obliging his very inviting and friendly wife.
We all got our children seated around the table and sat down and ordered drinks from the very nice and very good looking hostess. Caught strangely off guard, I probably stared at our waitress just a shade too long. I was very lucky my wife didn't catch me but I looked up and Kate had. She just kind of smiled at me knowing that I was checking out the very beautiful waitress. I'm not sure what was going through her head, but I'm pretty sure that it was a gotcha kind of playful moment
As with all first dinners with couples, the conversation centered around our children, schools, and just general family life. We all ordered non alcoholic drinks at first, but as the conversation sort of wore on I felt a little bit more comfortable and I ordered a tall amber beer. My wife knew I was getting comfortable, and she began to let her hair down just a little bit while we were there knowing that I was comfortable. Quinn also ordered a beer with me I think out of male machismo obligation more than anything else. What really surprised me was how Kate perked up.
"I'll have one of what he's having." She said. She looked at me and her eyebrow kind of cocked and I knew a little bit what was going on. Kate was having fun. I'm also pretty sure she was flirting with me.